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(feat. The Fugees) |
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[WJ:] Yo this mic is on? |
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The wickedest combination in the world! |
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[WI:] No doubt, Poor Righteous Teachers, Refugees, you know what I'm saying? |
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[Pras] |
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Walk around in the record industry |
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I'm looking at all the Pharasees |
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Asking me where I'm going |
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All I know is one day that Babylon will be fallen |
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They welcome me into Jerusalem |
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Eighty niggas highly crucial by Ham |
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I got my .45 by my side |
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Just in case another nigga tests me someone's gonna die |
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[Wyclef Jean] |
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Bo bo so bo I leave the boat for the pope |
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Smoke mad weed but not touch Bayley Coke |
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Primary purpose of the set |
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Is to present techniques and guided practice |
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And forced access to forfeit |
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Emcees lose focus |
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Wyclef to accomplish throwing crumbs in the hell pit |
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Vocabulary, comprehension, steady reading and critical analyzing |
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Techniques to enable DJ's to interact with my material |
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Play it on your turntable scratch it if you're able |
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Characteristics, circumstances |
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Will determine how long you live Mr. actor, Mrs. actress |
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[Pras] |
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I act will snatch gats from kids with packed back black raps |
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In an Ac to get with that |
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[LH:] Ah ah ah ah |
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[WI:] Easy! |
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[Wise Intelligent] |
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Black people say I represent when I get my chance |
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But when I'm rippin' to this beat, yo it's my nubian dance |
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That I be doing |
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Around these suckers' titles that I ruin |
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Although you do not like the flow you should not have been booing |
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Now you and your crew had better get your act together |
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Before I have to cut the fool release the stormy weather |
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Whatever you say, but nigga pop your shit my way |
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And you'll be screaming "Mercy me" like if your name was Marvin Gaye |
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Now put it away and stay the fuck up out my face |
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I smack you in the mouth homeboy and you'll be missing taste |
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What a waste to everything existing up till now |
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So many claiming butter but just don't be knowing how |
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[LH:] Ah ah ah |
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[WI:] So my selector, come with the rhythm! |
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[Pras] |
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For sure I'm law to be the poor righteous conscious |
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You might just feel thrust when I touch like Midas |
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My toungue is gigantic, lyrics are tremendous |
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Wyclef and Pras they drop hits wherever they goes like Gladys |
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Catch the midnight train to Georgia |
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As my tongue does a dropkick like Sgt. Slaughter |
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New world order, you lions who are trying to roar |
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I'll silence you lambs like Jodie Foster |
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There's no need to feel sentimental |
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Parental guidance is advised for those who despise |
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The Wise and Intelligent, Refugees, immigrants |
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[LH:] Ah ah ah ah |
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[WI:] My selector, Culture Freedom lay the wickedest basslines |
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[Wise Intelligent] |
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May...I... kick a little something for the G-O-D's in the J-E-R-S-E-Y |
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Because you niggas know me I'm the da gan ya dee |
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Sixteen five four three five coincide freak wise |
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Time you recognize who run up in the nine |
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Rush like water raw cuts in your guts |
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Trails from Rozelle oh hell we rock bells |
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Live as Stuyvesant, Wise and them, rise again |
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The Gods A.V.G. they'll bomb Washin- |
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No man 'em trouble they jet something |
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Don't make me have to kick you on your God damned chin |
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I'll frappe you in your head with bottle of Heinekein |
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La |
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Mister Wise |
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[Lauryn Hill] |
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OK, ha |
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My intellect will protect what you threaten |
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Captain to Lieutenant, even take cadets in |
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I take them all rich and to the powerful |
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Don't fear no other force I be defining your hardcore |
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The folklore you spread down over tracks |
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Got you gassed off some shit may I suggest Ex-Lax |
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Relax! Your whole perception seems to be distorted |
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In my dimensions fake refugees get deported |
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Jokers be biting each other's styles so much it's eerie |
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So many deja vu's but can't no other crews come near me |
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It's weary, my brothers couldn't hold this if they grasped it |
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Confession to Jesus are even tried to master |
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I passed it off the levels of your mere mathematics |
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I'm on some astrophysics Quantum Leaping on your tactics |
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Triple bypasses, your crew's slow as molasses |
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While I amass cream like Jackie Kennedy Onassis |
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Ah ah ah ah |
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Refugee P.R.T. connect |
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New Jersey, this is how we do it |
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[WI:] If hip hop was a thing that money could not buy |
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The righteous would never live and the righteous would never die |
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Poor Righteous teachers and Refugees come to testify |
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We world sexy style |
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Yo |
